Sheevaun Moran is one of the top Energy Healers in the World today. When she is not helping her clients, who number over 7,000, she is successfully running five businesses.
I have witnessed her give selflessly and tirelessly to students having difficulty on days that she has off, middle of the night help to a grieving wife and mother, who after the loss of her husband, was in dire financial straits. She gives tirelessly to the success of the restaurant after a day filled with her own clientele. Her commitment to her personal life and giving back to the community continues to inspire and amaze me – realizing that one person does make a difference.
Wherever she goes, Angels follow, because she is such a light unto this World.
My mother has always lived a hard working life. She was always called upon by everyone in her family and out, they knew she would get the job done. But i have come to take advantage of that in my teen years and she became a sort of slave around the house. She is very family oriented yet this year she has lost many of her brothers and sisters. She grew up with no money at all and struggled in her life to make ends meet. But through her courage and will, she now has a good foundation in life. Our family still takes advantage of her and her willingness to do stuff for people. She often gives her family money and always buys food for her mother. But she has inspired me in the most positive way. From her strong personality i have learned that when the going gets tough you just have to keep on going. I never thank her for how much she does for me but she taught me much without realizing it. Although she has a hard life she has always had a smile on her face and puts every single human being before herself. She proves this every day as a nurse. She goes so out of her way for patients that they usually nominate her for awards or send her gifts. My mother has taught me that your not the only person in the world and should work to make someones day just a little bit better.
All my growing up years, I can never remember my aunt Jacque saying anything unkind. Ever. Not even passive aggressive. Her faith & Catholic upbringing seeped into her bones, shaped her kindness, bearing out joy. She was never cruel. We all joked, she'd find kind words for a murderer "He's good to his mother!" She set standards I never reach.
We made dolls once in 4th grade out of flower buds & toothpicks, I gave mine to her over my mother, & she saved it and kept it hanging in her bedroom. She is an embarrassment of riches. Her infinite kindness, I still don't understand it, how she managed her world with humor & love. She was emotionally graceful, so beautiful to see & hear.
She gently tried to shape me, my anger & iron will. I am not the clever one, the pretty one, maybe the son she never had. She is not disappointed in me. Nothing has come easily for me-I am bull headed, dense, find my own way or life means nothing. She has watched me through fury she didn't understand, depression she couldn't touch. And yet she was not disappointed in me.
I am not always what I want to be, But the things I shape, she valued. She saw good in me. I would see a bigger picture, pointing out the flaws, frustrations, dissatisfied. But she saw a bigger picture still. She still steers me by my head, my heart. "There will always be things you don't see or understand. Be patient with people".
Some things stick in my head. She once said...
"When you're angry, you'll never regret kindness". I think about that at work when people are angry & take it out on me. She's right. I've never regretted kindness. Sometimes all I can do is hold my tongue. I feel so graceless, so petty, so raw & vulnerable. It should be easier by now.